Over the past few weeks, I've been talking to friends, “co-workers” and clients about this blog so that I can get a feel for what people want to read. It's my blog, of course, and I'll talk about my stuff, but it's just in my nature (and job description) to please people. So, for the first few posts, I'd like to answer some of the most common questions people ask me. The one I'm tackling today is something I hear from every person who knows what I do. I kid you not... Every. Single. (Sometimes married.) Person.

The question everyone asks me is: Do You Like Your Job?

My answer? Yes. I love my job.

You probably think that's a load of bull, though. Every escort says she loves her job. Most of them are blowing smoke up your you-know-what. Me, though, I'm being honest. I truly love my job. Almost everything about being a Vegas escort girl makes me happy. I love money. I love the lifestyle here in Vegas. I love people. I love traveling. I love not being a nine-to-fiver running the rat race. I love the days I spend stripping to meet new escort clients. Frankly, I just love being an escort.

I'm a Vegas escort girl, as you know, and as a result I see a lot of men whose wives or girlfriends don't know that they even go to Vegas. Their bosses and coworkers often have no idea what these men do while they're in Vegas. And even their friends rarely know. When I asked my clients what sort of things they'd like me to answer on this blog, a lot of them brought up an understandable question...

The understandable question is: Do You Lead a Double Life?

My answer: No, but a lot of girls do.

The thing about me is that I don't have a life where people don't know what I do for a living. My friends all know that I'm a Vegas escort girl, either because they are too or because I trust them enough to tell them things like that. My Mom knows, even though we don't talk about it. I don't associate with many people outside of my friends and my Mom (and my clients), so I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not.

You know, it can get awkward for a Vegas escort girl when you open the door and allow clients to ask questions. Usually, I love the questions. Or, at least, I don't mind them. Sometimes, though... They ask me something awkward. That awkward question just so happens to be the same question friends and "coworkers" ask all of the time. I totally get why it's a common question, and it's one that I grapple with.

The awkward question is: Are You Ever Attracted to Your Clients?

My answer: Yes, and it happens more than you'd think.

When I answer this one for clients, I answer honestly, like I will below. For clients who I'm not attracted to, I give them honesty with a garnish of flattery.

This post is essentially part two of my last post, "Vegas Escort Girl Interview Questions: Do You Like Your Job?" People don't stop asking questions after I enthusiastically confirm that I love my job. They ask more questions. In fact, this question follows up the last one so frequently that I sometimes start answering it before they ask. Like I did in that last post.

The NEXT question everyone asks me is: (Well, okay) What Don't You Like About Your Job?(!?)

My answer: Mostly, the same things you hate about your job: Douchebags and scum.

Now there's an answer people believe. Everyone hates douchebags and scum. I'm no different. When someone seeks my company, I expect them to enjoy my company. I don't know about you, but my idea of enjoying someone's company is not: being rude, being cheap or being scary.Let me make myself clear...

When I first got into being an escort (the full story's in my About Me section), I was stripping in a Vegas club. That was the first time that I was confronted with one of the most annoying questions of my life. The question has followed me ever since. I'd say about 60 percent of my clients ask it. And I never give them the answer they're looking for.

The annoying question is: What's Your Real Name?

My answer: What do you think... What do I look like to you?

Years back, when I was a stripper, I almost used my real name as my stage name. Then, the manager pulled me aside and advised me otherwise. (Thank you!) He told me that a Vegas girl should never tell a man her real name and demanded that I pick a stage name for my own safety.